"I am sure it has a name!" Elleru insists. "We all must have one, after all. Is that not right?"
She crouches as she directs that question toward the cat, offering her hand for him to sniff, her palm up to show she means no harm. She looks up to the scarred upright before her, her smile warm and inviting.
no subject
She crouches as she directs that question toward the cat, offering her hand for him to sniff, her palm up to show she means no harm. She looks up to the scarred upright before her, her smile warm and inviting.
"Do you have a name?"